A Ministry of Muffins

Posted By on April 19, 2010

There is a homeless man who lives in our town… well, at least I think he’s homeless. Most people say that he is. Although someone told me he has an attic room somewhere on the east side of town, and that may be true. Someone else who knows someone who works in the bank says he has a fortune in a savings account, but that seems unlikely. Early in the mornings, he walks methodically up and down the streets, combing through the garbage and under hedges looking for empty bottles. When he finds one, he puts it into an old bowling bag that he carries over one arm. He wears the same jeans day in and day out and a denim shirt. In the winter he wears a puffy ladies’ ski jacket in those day-glo colors that were popular a couple of decades ago. It looks warm. When it’s especially cold, he adds a scarf wrapped around and around his head. I don’t know his name.

Years ago, when we had a puppy in the house, I happened to be outside one dusky fall morning. As I impatiently scuffled my feet through the dried maple leaves that were scattered over the driveway, he passed by. I impulsively called out to him. Would he do me a favor, I asked. I explained that we had this puppy, see. And we needed folks to interact with her… all kinds of folks, so that she would be well socialized. So that she would be a kind dog, a friendly dog. Would he mind taking just a moment to pet her and talk to her? He thought for a moment, then carefully put the bowling bag between his feet and bent down to the dog. As she jumped on him and licked his face, he laughed and told her she was a good girl. He told me about a cat he used to have. She was on a street corner, hurt and abandoned. She was all alone, and she would have died if he had not come by and found her.

“Can you imagine?” he said vehemently, “Can you imagine the cruelty of just leaving a poor animal to die like that? Who would do such a thing?”

He took that cat home and she was his friend for many years he said. “She was blessed that you found her,” I told him. He nodded.

“Thank you for…” he said gesturing vaguely towards the dog and the driveway and my feet. “Thank you for this.”

Since that day, we have had a sort of distant yet companionable acquaintance. During the summers when I have my morning quiet time on the front porch, I see him as he makes his way down our block on garbage pick-up day. Sometimes we chat briefly, sometimes we don’t. Somewhere along the way, I started leaving our family’s bottles out for him each week in a white plastic bag at the top of our porch steps. I often will leave him a muffin or bit of homemade something wrapped in brown paper or a brightly colored napkin. I try to time it so that he will find them warm.

Someday, I would love to be able to work in a foreign orphanage somewhere, rocking abandoned babies and showering them with love. Or I’d like to get my counseling degree and work with the abused and the abusive. I’d like to start a ministry for my sister-single-mamas. I’d like to do something big and grand for the Lord. Someday.

But for now, I’ll make muffins.

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About The Author

Diane Shiffer is a single homeschooling mom who is passionately in love with her Savior. She is gradually gaining victory over her apron addiction and hopes to catch up with her family's laundry sometime within the next decade. She covets your prayers.

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8 Responses to “A Ministry of Muffins”

  1. Diane, I think this is my favorite post of yours yet! Sometimes we’re so busy waiting for our “big ministry opportunity” to come along that we miss serving Christ by serving others just in the little things.

    Matthew 10:42 :)

  2. KinaBolina says:

    Surrounded by unbelievers, I sometimes feel like I’m on an island…your story reminds me that there is always ministry to be done, even in solitary acts.
    Lots of Love!
    Caroline

  3. ladyscott says:

    Lovely, just so beautiful! Thank you for sharing.

  4. Mrs. Eva H. says:

    Such an inspiration!

  5. Victoria says:

    Wonderful! I love ministries to the local poor and homeless: too often we worry about those far away, when people you can help are right down the street or across town. Lucky you, being able to help someone simply by walking down your driveway!

  6. 404momi says:

    This is a precious story… I certainly could do more to help and bring encouragement to those that appear to be homeless in our area. Maybe I will start keeping a few things in the car with me to share.

  7. Sarah says:

    What a beautiful story, thank you for sharing it with encouragement!

  8. Ladies, thank you so much for your comments.. they are so appreciated. And if I could, I’d like to post a bit of an update on my friend and a prayer request as well. Although he has been as regular as clockwork in picking up his bottles and treat, he hasn’t been around for the last couple of weeks. This is so unlike him, and we are just a bit concerned… would those of you who are reading this join us in praying that he is well and has come to no harm? Thanks ever so much♥

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